Dudes. My kid is turning FIVE. What in the what? How did this happen??!
No but seriously, I’m for-reals actually completely beside myself over this. It just doesn’t compute. I like, literally can’t even.
But okay, let’s just go with it. So my kid is turning FIVE, and like we have promised to do every year from now until he reaches the “OMG you guys are embarrassing me!” stage, we made our annual family pilgrimage to worship at the alter of the Mouse. I wrote a little bit last year about the complicated relationship that I have with Disney (so much nostalgia! so much that’s socio-politically problematic! so much joy! so much childlike wonder! so much consumerism and anti-eco-friendliness and un-sustainability and and and . . . okay, you get the point – so complicated!), but suffice it to say that this yearly trip is something that we love to do together, as a family. And it means so much to all of us.
I do think the key to having a successful “Vegan at Disneyland” experience is really just a little bit of forethought. A few essential food items (dense, protein-rich choices that pack up light and travel well) combined with a general sense of what’s available and where to get it (I did my research the night before, and carried with me a little list of every vegan option/entree broken down by “land”).
Disneyland is actually surprisingly vegan-friendly, and I’m certain you could easily get by without bringing any food of your own, if you wanted to. I feel like every year I bring less and less . . . but it’s still nice to have those backup snacks on hand.
It was such an amazing day, filled with laughs and love and fun – so much fun that we’re already eager for next year’s trip, when Waits will be tall enough to ride Indiana Jones! Wahoo!
But in all seriousness, this tradition means so much to me. It symbolizes everything that matters and everything that we’ve worked for. And I am grateful for that – for this strange, sweet, safe little space that Damian and I have created where we can raise our son.
♥ ♥ ♥